The Men Who Love Her (Kuroo x Kenma x Suna x OC)

Chapter- 8 Gone

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The day had been nothing short of absolute fucking hell. 

Even after her moment with Sakusa, Luna's workload simply never seemed to cease. Her meetings kept getting moved to where they were overlapping with one another, people canceled and rescheduled on days she was already booked causing her to double and triple check her schedule, and on top of everything she never had time to even eat the breakfast Sakusa had brought her. 

Now it was 7 pm, and she was wearing the exact same clothes she had been wearing last night, still hadn't eaten all day, and was in desperate need of a shower. 

Alas, the emails just kept rolling in. 

"Okay at some point, ya just got to throw in the towel," she sighed as she closed her laptop. 

The events with Kuroo were still weighing on her heart more heavily than she'd ever admit, but she wasn't even sure how to open that particular can of worms. Did she apologize? Did she wait for the stubborn ass to apologize? Did she even want to hear his apology? He had crossed a line they swore to never cross, and yet...he went diving over it dick first. 

Luna looked at her lock screen, and it was a picture of all three of them. She and Kuroo had Kenma's grumpy face smooshed between theirs as they kissed his cheeks. All three of them looked so happy. 

"I know he's stupid..is it even worth being mad at him for blowing up when I'm the one that pushed him?" Luna slammed her head down on her desk and groaned. It sucked. It sucked having to take responsibility for something that she knew was also her fault. 

"One of us has to be the mature one, and it sure the hell isn't going to be him." Luna chuckled to herself as she packed up her belongings. 

With a new sense of purpose to repair their friendship, Luna made quick time over to Kuroo's flat after picking up his favorite take-out spot. They all had keys to one another's homes, so she didn't even think to call first. 

"Why does he always have his TV so damn loud?" she muttered as she unlocked Kuroo's front door. 

Luna opened the doorway, and she completely froze. 

Kuroo had Kenma tossed over the edge of the couch. Kenma's entire body was covered in sweat and cum, and she could make out the faint bruises of Kuroo's big hands all over his body from what she assumed was the numerous times he had been taken. Kuroo pulled Kenma's hair harshly making him bow backward as he shoved his cock into his ass one more time. 

"Fuck Kenma! God you feel so good," Kuroo growled as he came. 

Kenma's cum shot all over the couch. The harshness of his orgasm caused the spurts to reach halfway across the couch...to her spot...as Kenma came down from his high, he looked over his shoulder to ask for another kiss. 

However they never reached each other because Kenma's eyes landed on Luna standing in the doorway. 

Kenma cursed, and Kuroo asked, "kitten what's wrong?"

"Kuroo pull out."

"What? Why?"

Kenma scrambled for purchase, but his hand slipped on his sweat making everything more awkward. "Tetsurō. The door."

Kuroo finally looked to his right, and he felt the color drain out of his face as he saw Luna's unreadable expression. He jerked backward causing himself to rip out of Kenma a little too hard. When Kenma whimpered in pain, Kuroo grabbed his hips to stabilize him. "Shit. Kenma, I'm sorry. SHit. are you okay?"

"I'm fine. G-get me the blanket."

Kuroo dutifully grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around Kenma's shoulders as he stood behind him hopefully hiding his dick from Luna.